Lost Boys
Quelle: Spotify
My blistered feet
Turn bloody
So I take to the air
And I am everywhere
I am starlight
Oh, I am moonlight
Over burning fields
And bodies
I stay close to the ground
Slipping miles from the arches and arc-light
Into a warm night
Winged children, all
Fly over the mountain wall
To the lid of the sky
Slice its belly full wide
With their warm knives
Not the pin-pricks of starlight
But to bathe in the bright blood
Of the world
Of the world above
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